Ji Hyo walked home from school, and frowned as the sky started to darken. Rain started to patter down onto the pavement. 

"Oh damn, didn't bring my unbrella ..." Ji Hyo sighed as she walked through the damp streets. She had an odd feeling ... like she'd been here before ... then it hit her. 

It was on a rainy, dark night like this one where she had first met Minho. 

She hoped that she would see him again soon. She shivered slightly as she pulled her coat around her frame. She really should have brought her coat ... 
Ji Hyo walked on, and frowned as the rain started to fall harder, thicker. She turned around, knowing that her friend, Taeyeon, lived somewhere near here -

Then a strong hand clamped over and she let out a scream against it.

Her eyes flew open, and she struggled, kicking madly and flailing. Her mind was blank, all except for one thought.

Get away from it.

A low, growling voice muttered in her ear, "Now, now, little girl. Don't want to make too much noise, do we? Now be a good girl and come quietly -"

Ji Hyo twisted around and kicked his shin - hard. He let out a groan and his grip loosened slightly,  but not enough. He swiped at her and caught her in the cheek, and she was sent spinning to the ground, and she let out a sharp shriek as her face smashed against the concrete pavement. She felt something tear, and a warm thick liquid started to trickel down her face. The metallic smell ... it was blood. She grimaced and tried to crlaw away, but the man stood and angrily grabbed her arm, ignoring her cires of pain.

"You - are - not - going - anywhere!!"

He threw her roughtly to the floor, ignoringher cries of pain. He leered over her with a twisted smile, and raised his hand threateningly.

"Do - not - move."

Ji Hyo struggled and screamed into the night as the man started to claw at her skirt and blazer.

*At Minho's house*

Minho POV.

I stared out of my window, resting my head on my hands. It was raining, great bucketfuls of it splashing down onto the pavements. Reflecting my mood.

Dad had gone out again.

Probably to lay another woman.

I scowled at the thought. 

Why couldn't Mum still be here ... she was the only one who could have stopped him and now she was ... she was ... dead ...

I heard a noise on the wind and jumped. 

I opened the window slightly, and as soon as I heard the screams for help in the distance, I started to panic. Heavy dread settled in